The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell

As if he was grabbing onto a chick, Sandra held Samuel and turned around.

Then, he saw a tall and burly disciple standing behind him.

The disciple had chiseled jaws and almond-shaped eyes.

With his extremely cold expression, one could tell that he was a nasty person at a glance.

“You are?” Sandra looked at the person in front of him.

When Samuel saw the person, his eyes lit up.

Then, with a flushed face, he said with great difficulty, ”John… John… Save me…”

John did not even spare a glance at Samuel.

“Someone wants me to break one of your arms and legs, and hand over those spirit stones that don’t belong to you.

Are you going to do it yourself, or do you need my help?”

”Oh?” Sandra glanced at Samuel.

Samuel was so terrified that he felt his soul almost leaving his body.

When he felt the murderous intent that Sandra emitted, Samuel felt his internal organs tremble.

“No… It’s not me… It’s…” Samuel was about to mention Peter, but at the thought of the consequences being worse, Samuel bit his tongue.

However, the fear in his eyes was obvious.

Although Sandra was not as proficient in the pathway to immortality as these disciples who were in the sect for a long time, the wisdom of the ways of the world was common sense.

Hence, when Sandra saw Samuel’s expression, he gave it a quick thought and instantly understood.

The disciple Samuel addressed as John was probably sent by his support.

After all, Sandra was also suspicious as to why Samuel, who was only a mid-level first-stage Pulse Control Realm cultivator, would have so many spirit stones?

Did he really think all the peak first-stage disciples were blind and foolish?

Sandra realized that Samuel was only the lapdog of the disciples in the higher realm than him.

was naturally slightly higher than Samuel’s, and he was the one in charge of

tossed Samuel to the

his seemingly casual action caused a loud bang, and Samuel smashed to the floor

again, and his body hurt so bad that

“Breaking my arm and leg? If the

said those words, but Sandra

and he showed a proud and menacing

“Don’t worry about it.

fights that hurt other disciples of the same sect will at most only deduct five to eight sect contribution

when you kill someone

deducted, and

quietly remembered the

seems that

blame me for being rude!” John roared, “Witness the strength

appeared in front of Albert, and

the slap even arrived, the next

appeared like stars falling after one another, giving others an

seconds, the surrounding air appeared to have condensed into a block of

soon as John attacked, Sandra felt that although Samuel and John were of the same realm, their difference in their strength

another ordinary disciple facing John, they would have admitted defeat Unfortunately for John, he met Albert,

Sandra snorted loudly, and his eyes were cold as he used the

the founder’s blessings, Sandra’s Ursa Major’s Blurred Shadows

it, his footwork had a sense of

Major’s Blurred Shadows seemed to be constantly changing, and it was impossible to know where

John’s expressions instantly changed.

agile movement like Sandra’s, nor had he

since he had already attacked, there was no reason to

shouted and continuously let out dozens of palms which immediately

that instant, the strength of more than dozens of palms condensed into one

Bang!

a muffled explosion, and visible airwaves

he did not manage

slapped

for the Sandra that John struck, his figure swayed slightly, and

It was a phantom!

time, he

the sect, you’ll

and every hair on him was standing on

just as he wanted to turn around, John was already swept into a storm of